hey breezy!!

ok ok ok.
left: shirt; united colors of benetton, skirt; moms, tights; bamboo fibre(?), belt; ex-roomates
right: shirt; urban outfitters, cardigan; value village, socks; trading co.
and center: shirt; urban outfitters.
snappy was having a bit of a hissy fit so i had to use flash, apologies.
so i purchased the radiohead box set.. best $50.00 spent of my life. padraic and i went for a day trip on friday after bribing both ways. we did happen to see breezy too! love. i danced around buying this set but honestly, how can you say no to thom yorke's voice? but alas, i opted out. BUT GUESS WHO GOES AWAY THE NEXT DAY, my mom. after i threw money in her face, she agreed to pick it up for me, and 'lifted or the story is in the soil, keep your ear to the ground' by my beloved bright eyes. i also happened to get a tripod for my lovely snappy.

omgwtf its an outfit post! laura laurent

HEY
look
i wear clothes!!!
but my bra still anways. oh well.

but you should never be embarrassed by your trouble with living
because it's the ones with the sorest throats, Laura
who have done the most singing

love,
breezy

gouge away

andrew gn, akris and christian lacroix spring 09 all via runwaym@lj

oh christian lacroix. i can forgive you for that horrible hair because that skeleton necklace. and the shoes. and the COLOURS. excuse me while i mop up my salivation.

love,
breezy

p.s.
look out for padraic

boot fiend

dear god,
i do believe that if i had these boots in my possession my life would take a turn for the better. i would squash the fleas that bite me, the math text books that mock me, the asses of those who trash me. i would also look really good.
thanks,
breezy

p.s.

these would also be okay

p.p.s


fuck me

boy by band of outsiders

spring 2009

fall 2008
forgive me for the massive postings, i was home sick today, and was terribly bored. still standing, seinfeld and the fresh prince of bell air and talking to padriac on the phone just was making me sleepy. don't get me wrong, i love telephone conversations about making out with thirteen-year-olds as much as the next person, but drinking cranberry juice and talking is a hard task. i've traded talking to typing, saving my throat some energy. chris carrabba(oh my arienette, what are you doing to yourself) is singing in the background. it's been an all around lame day.
(photos from style.com)

i'm buying a beanie

roksanda illincic fall 2008

alexander wang fall 2008

YAY FALL.

shame

is it bad that most of my outfits lately have been channeling this man circa 1990?